"Shh, baby, it's okay. We should go though." He pulled his cock from her and eased her skirt down. "Step out of your panties."She did as he asked and ...urned around, leaned on the car and watched him pick her panties up. "No more of these either." He stared at her and walked away. She started to protest, but said nothing, instead she watched him place the panties on the antenna of the couples' car. She blushed and giggled. Quint made her feel young again and for that she was thankful, but. But what man, given such an opportunity, wouldn't be at least strongly tempted to do that? Remember---it was Steve and Rick who broached the subject to me. Not the other way around. Okay? Q.So now that you've fathered c***dren with Margot and Susan, how do you feel about that?A.Dax---I feel just fine! I have no regrets, if that's what you want to know.Q.Would you do this again? With either Margot or Susan, or even with some other white woman seeking an interracial c***d?A.Dax---(Smiles). As water cascaded over his back and shoulders, he watched his penis disappear and reappear into Ashley’s pretty face over and over. He couldn’t take much more of this!He gently lifted her chin up, and his cock popped out of her mouth. She smiled up at him as she got to her feet. His lips crushed hers, and he forced her to the back of the tub, pressing his body against her. Thrills went up her spine as she felt his rock hard manhood pressing against her stomach. His hands were caressing her. Walking into the coffee shop there was no need to search for you; my gaze was drawn straight toward you. My nipples hardening with every step toward you, I hurried forward, knowing I was on time but anxious because you had arrived before me and had to wait. “Hello master” I said quietly, taking the seat across the small table from where you were seated. “Hello my little cumslut,” you said, gently smiling. Glancing down at my chest you could clearly see my hard nipples through my thin top.